As they settled into the car, Valeria's curiosity resurfaced. "Who is he?" she asked gently, referring to the blind boy. Zara turned, scanning the surroundings. "Who's who?" Valeria clarified, "The little boy, Enoch. Karan's expression softened. "Oh!!! Well.........Enoch was abandoned at the hospital as a newborn, unfortunately His parents didn't want a blind son." Valeria's heart ached. "That's really heartbreaking." Karan nodded. "Yeah and even worse is, He knows the truth and that hurts him even more despite our attempts to shield him from it." Valeria's curiosity deepened. "Do you think his words are real?" Karan hesitated. "Some say it's mere coincidence; others believe he sees the future. "I for one used to think he did, but today....Zara chimed in, "A woman who tamed the great and mighty Alpha Valtor, Changing him from the social psychopath he was and turned him into a loving husband, can't be in a wrong union. Can you imagine?" Valeria's gaze dropped, unea
Zara's eyes widened as she stepped into the room. Valeria lay on the couch motionless, her chest rising and falling with each gentle breath. But Valeria wasn't the problem, it was the bed that caught Zara's attention. Only one side had been slept in, the other side still neatly made, as if untouched. Zara's mind began to whirl with questions. Why was Valeria sleeping on the couch and not on the bed? Had she and Valtor had a fight? The silence between them seemed oppressive, heavy with unspoken words. She took quiet steps, her eyes scanning the room for any sign of disturbance. The bed's untouched side seemed like a message, a message of separation. Zara's thoughts swirled with possibilities. Something didn't seem right, but she couldn't quite place her fingers around it yet. Her gaze drifted to the balcony door, slightly ajar. Curiosity drew her outside. The cool morning air enveloped her as she pushed open the door. A pillow on the chair caught her attention. She bent, inhali
Still reeling from the earlier commotion, Zara asked the maid to set the table while they retreated to freshen up for lunch. Meanwhile, Annie ascended the stairs, her expression troubled. She entered Alpha Kael's mother's room, her concern palpable. Alpha Kael's mother sensed Annie's unease and immediately grew worried. "Annie, child, what's wrong?" she asked, her voice laced with concern. "Why do you look so troubled." Annie sat beside her, collecting her thoughts. "If you had seen what I saw earlier Mother, you'd be as troubled as i am right now." Annie said, her voice barely above a whisper. Alpha Kael's mother leaned in, curiosity etched on her face. "Please, Annie, elaborate. What exactly is troubling you?" Annie hesitated, choosing her words carefully. "I went downstairs to see what the maids were preparing for lunch and on my way down i heard laughters and sounds in the kitchen and decided to see what was going on. And then, I saw Karan and Valeria and Zara
The household was eerily quiet, as if everyone had simultaneously retreated to their own worlds. Annie and Alpha Kael's mother remained in their respective rooms, lost in thought. Vandora and Lucilia had escaped to the shopping mall, seeking distraction from the tension. Zara's door remained firmly shut, a silent barrier between her and the world. Karan had sought solace at the orphanage, surrounded by innocent smiles. Valeria too had gone to see her dad and hopefully a get a breath of fresh air. But Valtor's whereabouts remained Unknown since he had just stormed out, his absence as unsettling as his presence. At the orphanage, Karan stood transfixed, watching the children's laughter-filled soccer game. Enoch approached from behind, his walking stick tapping softly on the ground. "You look troubled, my friend," Enoch said, his voice warm and wise, as he stood beside Karan. Karan turned, a hint of curiosity on his face. "What makes you say that Enoch?" Enoch smil
Karan's vision blurred as he stumbled backward, Valtor's blow still resonating across his cheek. Valeria's gasp hung in the air, her eyes wide with horror. Zara rushed to Karan's side, her voice shaking. "Karan, oh goodness you're bleeding. What is wrong with you Valtor?" She yelled almost in tears. Karan's hand instinctively touched his stinging lips were there was blood, his gaze locked onto Valtor's. Valtor's face twisted in a snarl, his eyes blazing with drunken fury. As Valtor charged at Karan, his fists clenched, the two men clashed in a flurry of punches. The air echoed with grunts and crashing furniture. Zara screamed, Valeria could do nothing other than cover her mouth in shock. Just as it seemed like the brawl would escalate, Annie stepped forward, her petite frame commanding attention. With a stern expression, Annie delivered swift, sharp slaps to both Valtor's and Karan's faces. "Stop this madness right now!" Annie exclaimed, her voice firm but trembli
Days blended together as Karan and Valeria continued their clandestine trysts, stealing moments whenever darkness fell. Their love grew stronger with each passing night. During the day, they maintained a facade of normalcy and Zara's watchful eyes and clever excuses often provided the perfect cover. "Let's go for a walk," Zara would say, casually inviting Valeria to join her and Karan on some errand or other. As they strolled, Zara would conveniently lag behind or divert her attention, granting Karan and Valeria fleeting moments of privacy. Their whispers, laughter, and stolen glances became a familiar rhythm for her. Under the light of the full moon, their nighttime escapades became more frequent. They'd slip away to hidden clearings, sharing secrets and dreams. Valeria's heart now beat in tandem with Karan's, their love blooming with each passing seconds. For the first time in Valeria's life, love felt truly unconditional. Despite the forbidden nature of their relation
The next morning, Karan sensed something off about Valeria. Her usual warmth and responsiveness were replaced by an unsettling silence. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but his instincts screamed that something was amiss. Assuming she'd open up later or he would ask about it, Karan pushed aside his concerns, focusing on his daily routine. However, as night fell, Valeria's continued radio silence grew more alarming. No replies to his texts, no missed calls, no whispers of explanation. The void was deafening. Karan's unease deepened, his mind racing with worst-case scenarios. Where was Valeria? Why wasn't she responding? Karan's mind was a jumbled mess, his thoughts racing with concern. Had he inadvertently upset Valeria the previous night? He replayed their last conversation, but nothing stood out as amiss. They'd parted ways on a warm, tender note. As he entered the kitchen, he spotted Valeria standing alone, her back to him. The soft glow of the evening lights danced
No one could grasp the reason behind Valtor's sudden descent into brutality. With a fierce grip, he seized Zara's arm, his anger boiling over. "You really don't want to know the wrath you'll face if you defy me, Zara," he snarled. "Apologize now and marry the suitor I choose for you." Zara stood unwavering, her response unapologetic and fearless. "I'd rather die than marry a lunatic like yourself." Valtor's laughter echoed through the room, a chilling, manic sound. "Your wish is my command, Lady Zara." With a sinister smile, he signaled to a nearby guard. "Take her to the cell." As the guards dragged Zara away, she locked eyes with the family, their horrified gazes a reflection of the chaos unfolding. Valeria knew she had to act swiftly, for the happiness of her loved ones hung in the balance. "Have you lost all reason, Valtor?" Annie demanded, her voice echoing through the hall as she watched the guards disappear with Zara. "Release her this instant! I am the Alpha, and m
As Aiden arrived at the house, the girls' eyes widened with excitement. They squealed and ran to him, hugging him tightly. Aiden laughed and hugged them back, happy to see them so enthusiastic. Sophia smiled and welcomed Aiden warmly. "Good morning, Aiden. Come on in. Please, join us for breakfast?" Aiden nodded, taking a seat at the table. Sophia bustled around, serving him a plate of pancakes and fresh fruit. The girls chattered excitedly, asking Aiden about the gown fitting and what they could expect. After breakfast, Aiden thanked Sophia and the family, then took a seat in the living room while the girls got ready. Sophia and the others scurried around, gathering their things and preparing for the outing. As they finished up, Sophia turned to Aiden and smiled. "We're all set. Let's get going." Aiden stood up, his eyes locking onto Sophia's. "Sounds good. I'll get the car." With that, they were off, ready to take on the day and find the perfect gowns for the girls. As
Allen sat behind his desk, his expression unreadable. Daphne stood before him, a hint of apprehension in her voice. "Am I in trouble, sir?" she asked. Allen didn't respond. Instead, he turned his computer screen towards Daphne, gesturing for her to take a seat. His silence spoke volumes, and Daphne's unease grew as she lowered herself into the chair. Daphne sat in front of Allen's desk, her eyes scanning the cake designs on the screen. Allen stood up from his seat, his movements fluid and confident. He walked around the desk and stood behind Daphne, leaning forward slightly. "Let's take a closer look," he said, his voice low and professional. His proximity to Daphne was subtle, yet unmistakable. He was her boss, and he was asserting his authority in a gentle, yet firm manner. As they leaned in together, their heads bent over the screen, Daphne felt a flutter in her chest. She tried to focus on the cake designs, but she couldn't help being aware of Allen's presence behind her
The following morning, Sophia woke up early and started her day by cleaning and preparing food. She was extremely excited because it was her dress fitting day, and the wedding was just around the corner. Aiden, his mother, and grandmother were scheduled to pick her up, and she didn't want to keep them waiting. While the rest of the family were still in bed, Sophia quietly and quickly cleaned the house and made breakfast, careful not to wake her sisters and the kids. With the kids already on holiday, Sophia packed lunch and baked some cookies for Daphne before heading back to her room to shower and get ready. Meanwhile, the rest of the family began to stir, waking up one by one. Thanks to Sophia's early start, Daphne had a relatively stress-free morning. After waking up, she had a leisurely bath and got ready for work. Just as she was about to leave, she popped in to check on Sophia. The door was slightly ajar, allowing Daphne to see Sophia sitting on her bed, staring at her
The next morning, the sun shone brightly, casting a warm glow over the room. Aiden and Sophia, still snuggled on the couch, slowly stirred. Sophia shifted slightly, adjusting her position on Aiden's shoulder. As they rubbed the sleep from their eyes, they were suddenly met with five pairs of curious eyes. The girls and Sophia's sisters stood before them, their faces filled with amusement. The sleep cleared from Aiden and Sophia's eyes in an instant, replaced by surprise and a touch of embarrassment. "Should we get you a soft pillow?" Ava asked, her voice laced with sarcasm. "You look like you could use a little more sleep, Mummy. Or perhaps a nice breakfast in bed... or on the couch, since that's where you both practically slept?" Aiden and Sophia bowed their heads, exchanging a sheepish glance from the corner of their eyes. They struggled to hide their amused expressions as they faced the mock scolding from their two little daughters, Mia and Ava, who were barely five and six yea
Daphne's face burned with embarrassment as she swiftly grabbed her phone, avoiding eye contact. 'Hi,' she muttered, her voice barely audible, her head still bowed in mortification. She stepped out, her eyes fixed on the ground, unable to face them. No sooner had Daphne stepped out of sight, the guys pounced on Allen, their teasing remarks flying thick and fast. 'So, Allen's got a secret crush!' Eric exclaimed, a sly grin spreading across his face "wow......." 'Or maybe he's already got a girlfriend and didn't tell us!' Eddy chimed in, his eyes sparkling with mischief. Aiden joined the chorus, 'I was pretty sure that He was hiding something from us!' The teasing continued, with the trio relentless in their joking. Allen, exhausted from trying to fend off their jabs, finally collapsed onto his bed, his face buried in his pillow. But even that didn't stop the teasing. With a surge of frustration, he suddenly sprang up from the bed and ushered his friends out of his room, shutt
With the first light of dawn creeping over the horizon Daphne slowly stretched out on the bed, she sat up, rubbing the remnants of sleep from her eyes. With a gentle touch, she gathered her tangled hair into a messy bun, still oblivious to the pair of eyes watching her. Allen's gaze had been fixed on her, but it wasn't until he purposely dropped his coffee cup onto the table that Daphne became aware of his presence. The sudden sound made her heart skip a beat, and she turned to face him, her eyes widening in surprise. With a swift motion, she pulled the blanket up to her chest, her cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and vulnerability. "Are you a pervert or what?" Daphne exclaimed, her voice laced with indignation after pulling the blanket up to her chest. "There's something called privacy, you know," she continued, her tone dripping with annoyance. "Did you even bother to knock? Who creeps into a girl's room at the crack of dawn and watches her sleep? Are you a freak or a
Daphne did as she was directed. She walked down the street, her feet carrying her further and further away from her intended destination. She didn't stop, not until she got to the 15th building as directed, and was disappointed to find out that the house she was looking for was 13 buildings back up. "What the hell?" she fumed to herself, her anger and frustration simmering just below the surface. She couldn't believe she had been misled so badly. She thought back to the man who had directed her, Allen, her boss, and wondered if he had done it on purpose. She thanked the man who had given her the right direction. Daphne turned and began to walk back up the street, her feet carrying her towards the house she had been searching for all along. She was so upset, her mind racing with thoughts of how she had been misled. But what could she do? Allen was her boss, and any misbehavior could get her fired. So, she tried convincing herself not to be mad, telling herself that he probably
Time flies, and before long, Friday arrived. While Aiden and his friends tackled their office tasks, his mother and grandmother were busy at home, perfecting every detail for the sleepover. Meanwhile, Sophia's house was abuzz with excitement. The girls returned from school, beaming with anticipation, as they watched their aunt and mother pack bags and gifts for the big night. They couldn't wait to get started! Their mother reminded them to get changed, take their baths, and eat lunch. After refueling, they settled in to watch their favorite TV show, the hours ticking away. Earlier that morning, Daphne had gone for an interview at a prestigious restaurant in the city, where she had applied for a cooking position. As she walked, a speeding car suddenly swerved into a pothole, splashing dirty water all over her. Daphne let out a loud shriek, berating the driver as an animal and worse. The driver, taken aback by her outburst, slammed on the brakes and reversed back to where Daphne
As the parent-teacher meeting drew to a close, Mr. Snow hastened towards Aiden, his wife and daughter trailing behind him. His face was etched with shame and bitterness, a stark contrast to his earlier demeanor. After learning about his wife's actions, he was consumed by regret. With a heavy heart, Mr. Snow apologized profusely to Sophia and the girls, his voice laced with sincerity. He then turned to his wife and daughter, his eyes stern with disapproval. "Apologize," he instructed firmly, his tone brooking no argument. His wife and daughter exchanged nervous glances before offering hesitant apologies, their voices barely above a whisper. "Mr. Snow, I value the contributions you've made to my company over the years. You've been a loyal and dedicated employee, and I appreciate that. However, I must make it clear that I won't tolerate any behavior that compromises the well-being and safety of my family. Your wife's actions were unacceptable, and I'm holding her accountable. "As